Suffocating In Darkness

Chapter 26

I was going to make this chapter longer, but I HAD to post it!

For all you Marionettes who wanted Minnie to be in Slytherin, this is 100% what would have happened, this is what I had planned, well... you'll read and see!

Enjoy!

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"No -" I gasped.

Slipping and staggering, Harry got to his feet and plunged toward Malfoy, whose face was now shining scarlet, his white hands scrabbling at his blood-soaked chest.

"No - I didn't -"

Harry did not know what he was saying; he fell to his knees beside Malfoy, who was shaking uncontrollably in a pool of his own blood. Moaning Myrtle let out a deafening scream: "MURDER! MURDER IN THE BATHROOM! MURDER!"

"HELP!" I screamed as well. "HELP! Oh god! What have you done? HELP!"

The door banged open behind me and I looked up, terrified: Snape had burst into the room, his face livid. Pushing Harry roughly aside, he knelt over Malfoy, drew his wand, and traced it over the deep wounds Harry's curse had made, muttering an incantation that sounded almost like song. The flow of blood seemed to ease; Snape wiped the residue from Malfoy's face and repeated his spell. Now the wounds seemed to be knitting.

I was still watching, horrified by what Harry had done, barely aware that I too was soaked in blood and water. Moaning Myrtle was still sobbing and wailing overhead. When Snape had performed his countercurse for the third time, he half-lifted Malfoy into a standing position.

"You need the hospital wing. There may be a certain amount of scarring, but if you take dittany immediately we might avoid even that... Come..."

He supported Malfoy across the bathroom, turning at the door to say in a voice of cold fury, "And you, Potters... you both wait here for me."

It did not occur to me for a second to disobey. I stood up slowly, shaking, and looked down at the wet floor. There were bloodstains floating like crimson flowers across its surface. Harry could not even find it in himself to tell Moaning Myrtle and me to be quiet, as we continued to wail and sob.

Snape returned ten minutes later. He stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

"Go," he said to Myrtle, and she swooped back into her toilet at once, leaving a ringing silence behind her.

"I didn't mean it to happen," said Harry at once. His voice echoed in the cold, watery space. "I didn't know what that spell did. Melissa did nothing! She did nothing!"

But Snape ignored this.

"Apparently I underestimated you, Potter," he said quietly. "Who would have thought you knew such Dark Magic? Who taught you that spell?"

"I - read about it somewhere."

"Where?"

"It was - a library book," Harry invented wildly. "I can't remember what it was call -"

"Liar," said Snape. "Bring me your schoolbag and all of your schoolbooks. All of them. Bring them to me here. Now! Miss Potter stay here!"

There was no point arguing. Harry turned at once and splashed out of the bathroom. I stayed shaking, that seemed like a type of spell that my dark magic could cause.

"Tell me what happened." Snape ordered.

"Harry needed the bathroom, I was with him, so we came here. I was going to stand here so we could continue talking but we saw Draco with Myrtle and he saw us and attacked Harry and they started fighting and Draco went to use Crucio and Harry said a spell and Draco fell to the ground and Myrtle and I started screaming!" I said really fast.